My eyes are heavy
I know I need to close them soon
Its so painful to think
Of all thats happened
And I wonder
When will we find our way out
Of the dungeon.

Self care
Gotta have that sweet self care
I don't know
That phrase could be tattooed to  my forehead
But I fight it out
I stand behind a monitor
Trying and trusting my voice
The sound of Om within me
Becoming and growing
Becoming and growing.

I had the thought today
When I looked myself in the mirror
Short blonde hair
Green vivid eyes
And I thought
"If I wasn't who you wanted then, then I never will be."

Bed.
its time for bed
What a challenging, dark time.

I hope its all gonna be okay.

Better, even.